Chapter 340
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Newfound intensity resting in the narrow glare of the Crown Prince watched over the crowd he had finally found Marianne in.
Desperation had already thrown him to search for the woman in a place where her scent
easily dissipated by the many inundating the street, and her silent existence made it more difficult to trace her whereabouts.
His skill sharpened the more time passed by without finding sight of a hair of hers, yet she could not be found as much as Zeleskiaz searched for he is still human to dissolve the power of an evil one misleading his skill. Nevertheless, the deity’s spirit that was not by Marianne’s direct side had not truly disappeared to neglect his protegee. Instead, so the blood he could not extract by his claws could be taken, Fenrir went to that one whose soul synchronised the best with his thirst.
— Brat... take the blood... of that who endangers the child... khkhkhh... —
Ominous and entertained, Fenrir spoke to the Crown Prince Zeleskiaz, using the man’s impulses to try and gain our objective.
"....."
Blank, his steps moved him into the flow of people as the glow of bloody agate intensified in the hopeful hyacinth that would find no matter the difficulty the woman owning his devotion.
The controlled aura commenced pulsating, shutting down the noises until his focus found the lovely reddish brown of her head. Exposed as her rush took off the cloak hiding the beautiful shade and allowing the searching Zeleskiaz to also become furious as even if faint, an expression of grief was accompanied by restricted drops holding to her lids... While the woman moved desperately through many.
"Marianne." — Instantly to the name that continued to echo within himself as he wished to protect the Lady, his advance crushed through the multitude to reach her.
And so, he arrived.